[Intro – scratches / vinyl crackle] Mic check, one two Yeah Let it spin [Verse 1] Ten seconds in, already second-guessin’ Wrong frame paused on a good intention Scroll past lives we never post Still chase ghosts through the echo smoke Static talk in a crowded room Same patterns dressed up new Skin and sins never matched clean But the beat still bends around me [Hook] Scratch it back, let it play If it skips, it still stayed Every crack tells the truth This is lived, this is proof [Verse 2] Been a minute since the classics hit Too much screen glow, not enough grit Old hands learnin’ brand new tricks Still reach when the moment clicks Crate dust under fingertips Rust on kits but they still kick Half for fun, half to remember Why we started in the first December [Break – scratches slow] Hold up… pause that spin [Spoken Tag – filtered, low] Ross Ellis. Five-hundred. Best. [Hook] Scratch it back, let it breathe One spark locked in the stream Not a number, not a stat Just respect in the feedback [Verse 3] Ain’t chasin’ charts, ain’t keepin’ score Just knockin’ where I knocked before Breakfast late, nights run long Time folds up inside the song Names fade, moments last Salute who crossed the path Same needle, different hands Same sound sayin’ yeah, that’s that [Outro – scratches fade] Needle down, let it hum Two signals hit, now one drum If it ends, let it loop This moment stays in the groove
